NORTHERN Ireland international Willie Irvine has encountered the highs and lows in life and I would urge anyone who hasn’t yet read his autobiography, Together Again (written by Dave Thomas) to add it to their book collection.

The Albion provided a platform for a brief resurgence in Willie’s career in the early 1970s but in the mid Sixties he was a big star scoring goals for fun as Burnley strutted their stuff amongst English football’s elite.

He scored 97 goals in 144 games (plus four as a sub) for the Lancashire side between 1962 and 1968 and in the 1965-66 season notched 29 league goals (37 including cup games) in what was the equivalent of today’s Premiership.

On the excellent Clarets Mad website, Tony Scholes wrote: “In my time watching the Clarets, none have been quite able to match the goalscoring exploits of Willie Irvine who, for two and a half years, was as good as anyone in English football when it came to putting the ball in the net.”

Sadly his highly-promising career at Burnley was never the same after he suffered a broken leg in a tackle with Johnny Morrissey in a FA Cup third round match at Everton in 1967.

A year later, the Turf Moor club turfed him out, transferring him to nearby Preston North End. By 1971, he was surplus to requirements there, and Pat Saward brought him to Third Division Albion on loan.

His first game, on the evening of 10 March 1971 at home to Fulham, couldn’t have gone much better because he marked his debut by scoring two in a 3-2 win.

He also scored in 1-0 wins over Shrewsbury and Bury, in a 3-0 win at Reading and in the last game of the season, a 1-1 draw with Plymouth Argyle. Not surprisingly, those goals led to him signing on a permanent basis that summer and the following season saw him play a key role as Brighton secured promotion to the second tier as runners-up to champions Aston Villa.

Irvine described warmly how Saward attracted him to up sticks from the North West and move to Sussex. “Pat sold me the place with his charm and persuasive ways,” he said, describing the former male model as “extrovert, infectious and bubbly”.

He added: “Pat Saward was a gem of a manager and a pleasure to play for. He said what he thought, but never offensively; in a matter-of-fact, plain-speaking kind of way, rather than aggressively.”

Irvine continued: “Saward had the knack of making people feel important. He instilled pride and a sense of identity…..Pat loved attacking, entertaining football and worked tirelessly for the club. I would have run through that proverbial brick wall for him.”

As Brighton neared promotion, Irvine said: “Saward, with a joke or a smile, an arm around the shoulder or a bit of geeing up, knew just how to keep a dressing room happy or dispel any tension or nerves.”

Fans of a certain vintage will recall a memorable goalscoring season for Irvine was capped off (literally!) by a most magical strike against Aston Villa in front of the Match of the Day cameras.

Willie’s goal was judged by the legendary manager Jock Stein as the third best goal of the season shown on Match of the Day and Brighton went on to win promotion. It was undoubtedly the best of the 17 he scored in 40 matches that season.

It was the first time I had experienced the excitement of going up, but there was one further thrill in store for me before the season came to a complete close.

In those days, there was an end-of-season tournament played between the “home” nations (England, Scotland, Wales and Northern Ireland). I had already been to a couple of England internationals at Wembley but the England international on May 23 1972 was extra special because lining up for Northern Ireland was Albion’s very own Irvine.

Now, I had not been a football supporter for very long, but even I knew that it was virtually unheard of for Third Division teams to have current international players playing for them.

Born at Eden in County Antrim on 18 June 1943, Irvine was the youngest of 18 children, and was brought up with seven siblings in the seaside town of Carrickfergus by his mother, Agnes, after his father Alec died during a wartime blitz in Belfast.

He had played five times for Northern Ireland’s under 23 side before stepping up to the full international team and winning 21 caps at the height of his career. But I never dreamt – and, on reading the autobiography many years later, neither had he – that he would re-appear for his country after dropping down to the third tier of English football.

My allegiances were split that day and I have to say it didn’t really upset me that Northern Ireland ended up 1-0 winners thanks to player-manager Terry Neill’s solitary goal – laid on by Irvine!

Here is how The Official FA Year Book (1972-73) described the goal: “From Hegan’s corner, Irvine beat Shilton to the ball and headed it down to Neill, the Irish player-manager, playing in his 50^th international, to shoot into an empty net from two yards range.”

The game saw England give international debuts to Colin Todd and Tony Currie, and Colin Bell was England captain in the absence of Bobby Moore. Two players who would later join the Albion – Martin Chivers, as a substitute for Malcolm Macdonald, and Sammy Nelson, the Arsenal left-back – were also on show.

“I was delighted to have won my place back in my national team and I thought I did reasonably well,” Irvine told the Albion matchday programme. “When I reported back for international duty Derek Dougan welcomed me like a long lost uncle. He is a little older than I am. But I feel that at 29 I still have something to offer to the Irish side.

“It’s a wonderful experience playing for one’s country. I always get a great thrill when I hear I have been selected. My last three appearances, I believe, were solely due to that much publicised and televised goal against Aston Villa.”

Irvine also said he hoped to earn more caps, especially as he opened the new season with four goals in three games. But he wasn’t selected again, and his days as an Albion player came to an end before Christmas that year.

It’s no surprise that Irvine played alongside George Best in some matches for their country and in a 2010 interview with Suzanne Geldard in the Lancashire Telegraph, he recalled how they became roommates in 1964.

“I was 18, George was only 16, so because we were the babies in the team they put us together,” said Irvine. “He was the kindest, nicest lad you could ever meet in your life.

“People adored him. I’ve even seen people cutting pieces of his hair off for keepsakes, but he would just shrug his shoulders.

“George Best was without doubt an amazing footballer. You had to get on his wavelength, but that was difficult because he was way above everyone else. He picked me out two or three times and helped me score.”

Life has been rather unkind to Irvine since his glory days but, as the title of the book implies, he has got it back together after reaching a very low ebb.

Together Again reveals how it all turned sour for him at the Albion when his relationship with Saward deteriorated badly. Despite scoring five in 13 league and cup appearances in the opening months of the new season, in December 1973, against his wishes, he was transferred to Halifax Town in part exchange for Lammie Robertson.

On reading that he had no memorabilia of his time at the Goldstone, 35 years after he left the Albion, I sent him my copy of the Albion programme for that famous win over Villa and he kindly returned an autographed photo showing him in action with Chris Nicholl, which I had sent with the programme.

Irvine died aged 82 in July 2025.